[She closes her eye against the hand, which adds to the rather goofy grin she's giving him. And no, she isn't going to answer that question. "I have a sleep disorder, probably" is not a good sexy answer. With a reminder to keep herself in check so that she does not speak too coarsely to him, she holds her hands still... but doesn't let go of him, yet.]
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Ah, I can't stand having to decide—I crave both.
I make it your choice, milord.